Actually, I've taken redundancy. Last month, my entire department at work was put under notice of redundancy and all the staff were expected to apply for new roles that were being created as part of an office restructuring.
At first I was undecided about what to do - and feeling very stressed about the whole thing.
Then, last week, I got a chance to think things over. I'd done my back in while gardening and was forced to spend a lot of time resting; which also meant I had a lot of time to do some thinking.
I began to realise that, although I like the people I work with, it was the right time to make my escape. I told my boss I wanted out.
My back is fine now, and I've returned to work - for the moment. I'm still not sure exactly when I'll be leaving because I haven't been told if I will have to work my notice period or not.
Until then, I'm biding my time, mentally bouncing a ball against the walls and mulling over all the things I could do when I'm out of that familiar little cell called a workplace. I'm ready to make that break.
Note: My redundancy is from my day job and will not affect my blog writing, which is a labour of love that I do in my spare time.
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